Archive for November, 2008


Evert, Pauline & Janice in 1941


I was going through some old files and found my mothers ‘bio” on herself.  One of my cousins in Texas had asked her to write her life story and this is what came out of her mind at 86 with a little editing from me.


I, Pauline Rasure Beck was born April 20, 1912 at Dike, Texas.  I lived there until I was about 30 years old.  There were 6 of us kids.  I was the oldest, 2 years older than Joe David, 4 years older than Thelbert (we knew him as Uncle Shorty), 6 years older than A.R. 13 years older than Quintin and 19 years older than Nell.


My parents were Avera & Lillie Rasure.  My grandparent’s Johnnie & Sally Rasure also lived in Dike.  I went to the same school all of my school years.  I loved school.  Can’t remember missing a day of school except for when my grandpaw died and they didn’t count me absent.  We had 10 grades and we had our graduation exercise, got our diplomas & rings.  I was valedictorian but only beat Mozell Bartley because she missed so much school.


I have loved sports especially basketball and baseball.  I caught behind the batter on one side and my friend Fay Patterson caught on the other side.  Daddy laid down the law to Joe David that he better not catch him behind the bat…he never dreamed I was…he didn’t have to worry because Joe David didn’t play.


One day I saw Daddy coming down the road on his horse…boy I got from behind that bat in a hurry because I knew he would have a fit and I wouldn’t be able to do it any more.  He never found out.


Some of the other girls and myself went back to school 2 years after we had finished just to play basketball.  We had a good team and if we hadn’t gone back, there wouldn’t have been much of a team.


Another thing I loved to do was ride horses.  We had one called “Old Dixie”.  She had some racing blood in her and she sure could run.  I used to race cars…remember Model T’s in those days couldn’t run very fast.  We had her for 16 years.  I rode her to visit my in-laws that lived in another community.  I never had to tie her up.  I just dropped the reins and she would graze on the grass and be waiting for me.


She was a feisty thing.  She kicked Joe David in the pasture…didn’t hurt him, but he was afraid of her and I wasn’t.  I would go to catch her and she would go around me like she might kick me.  I never moved out of my tracks.  I just kept screaming at her and she would finally let me catch her.  I loved that horse but daddy traded her off while she was in good shape.  He couldn’t stand to see her go down hill.


My dear friend Fay Patterson moved to another County.  I went to visit her and they lived close to the Becks.  Fay had a party, and I fell for Evert like a ton of bricks.  He bought an old car and came to see me.  He brought Fay, Fan and Clyde (Fan and Clyde were my dad’s brother and sister) with him and Fan fell for Monard and they ran away and got married.  She was 16 and he was 17.  They married in February.  Clyde and Zeldarie in October.  She was 17 and Clyde was about 7 years older than her.  


(Editor’s note:  Monard was a “Leewright” and Zeldarie was his sister.  The Leewrights were second cousins of my mom and her siblings.)


Evert and I married on Christmas Day.  I was 22 and Evert liked a few days being 22.  That was in the depression days.  In 2 1/2 years, Janice came along.  She was the first grandchild in my family and how everyone loved her.  Nell was only 5 then.  It was like she had a little sister.  Evert and I worked so hard in the fields.  Mama kept Janice.  Evert got sick and I worked in the fields until 4:00 o’clock, rode a horse in and milked 10 cows by hand, poured the milk into a tank on a truck, then I had to wash those cows.


When Janice was 5, we decided to pull up stakes and go to New Mexico where they were raising Pinto Beans.  Well, they had a complete crop failure and we lost our shirt.  I hated that place.  Never been away from home before and pregnant with Sandra.  (My mom doesn’t say it here but they left New Mexico to return home to Dike, when she was just two weeks away from having Sandra and she had to drive all the way because my dad was almost dead with dysentery.  She always said that was one of the darkest periods in her life.  She hated having to move back in with her parents but had no other options.)


By this time the war had started so we sold what little stuff we had and headed for San Diego to stay with Clyde and Zeldarie.  I don’t remember how long we were there but there were 4 grown up’s and 5 little kids.  They all worked swing shift and I did all the cooking, washing & ironing and me with a 3 month old baby.  I nearly lost my mind so I told them I couldn’t do it anymore.  I went to the housing people and told them my troubles and they got me a house.  


(The story goes off into accounts that wouldn’t be of interest to anyone but our family but I wanted you to get a flavor for this woman called “Aunt Polly” by almost everyone that didn’t call her “Sis”.  I will be writing more about her later.  And you are definitely going to hear more about her and also about “Aunt Fan”. She is my last living Aunt and my favorite.)


Thanks for listening.




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I’m learning to put photo’s into my blog posts.  I have done it in the past and it was too small.  This one may be too big, I don’t know how it will look until I actually post it and then visit my post.


This is me in Cabo San Lucas.  I am at Pueblo Bonito Pacifico which is their Holistic retreat and it was just wonderful.  Sometimes life is soooo sweet.  Actually it has been pretty sweet for quite a while now, since I have been with my Hungarian sweetheart.


More later…

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